She was a cute little punk rock kind of girl with long pale legs extending under my dash and a tiny little body barely filling the seat. I admit I cho...e a place where I hoped to explore that body as I had been exploring her mind and personality online. We arrived in a hush, and the usual feelings of uncertainty crept into the air. When it’s new and exciting, every look and breath of wind seems to have meaning, and into this over laden stillness we plunged. I took a blanket from my car and we. Except maybe a little harder. Just a bit. Then a lot harder, Caroline slowly pushing Max as close to the edge of orgasm as she thought she could without letting her go over it, and then stopping completely. She then repeated the process. The best thing? The entire time Max’s massive boobs bounced and jiggled with every little thrust, and the harder Caroline fucked that ass the more they bounced and jiggled, meaning that for the next few minutes, or however long it was, Caroline was pretty much. Soak your fingers in nail polish remover? The nails were verylong and they made it difficult for me to do anything with my hands. Ifound that I had to use the side of my fingers to pick up small itemsand be very careful not to poke out my eyes when pushing strands of hairfrom covering my face.I was just thinking that everything was complete when I was surprisinglyushered into yet another work area. Here I was told to strip and laydown on the table. Up to now the pampering had been thoroughly. I cansee the lights of a distant ship, green in its starboard profile."Now Abigail you must not move again until I tell you."I stand stock-still as Mason slowly unzips my dress. He allows me tostep out of my heels as it pools at my feet. Each stocking is carefullyrolled down. He unclasps my bra and draws it from arms. If he is excitedat all by my breasts he betrays no sign. He reaches behind my head tolet my hair fall and tenderly arranges it on my shoulders. He slides hishands down is hips to.